My Fierce Wife's

Pulp

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After the doctor's return. Yola finally chose to cook first before her husband regained consciousness. At least he only needed rice to cook porridge. She did not expect, if her husband had such a terrible allergy.

“Roy, now I will take very good care of you. I myself will make sure of it,” muttered Yola while cooking.

The apartment is not too big, if for two people. Roy really had no intention of getting married like him, because Yola saw the apartment was all precious. Yola thought if you sold one of the sofas that were there, it would be very expensive.

Yola shook her head quickly. How could the owner of the apartment be ill. He thought about money and thought about selling the couch. Uh! Matre Yola's soul began to wrangle. As a woman, she loved money.

It did not feel like Yola had finally finished cooking and returned to the room to check on her husband who had been unconscious. Honestly, he felt guilty about the poor man.

If it were not for eating the bean-studded porridge, her husband would not have been as he is now. Moreover, when heading to the apartment, the man forced himself to keep driving and continued to hide the truth from him.

Chequek!

The bedroom door opened to show a weakly lying figure on a king-size bed.

“Eungh!” a loud voice came from the husband. Hearing that, Yola immediately approached the figure of the weak man.

“Roy, are you feeling better?” ask Yola who is worried.

“I'm fine. You don't need to feel anxious as if I want to die now,” Roy said softly. While Yola only snorted when she heard Roy's speech.

Roy who saw Yola acting like that was even anxious and wanted to immediately bite the sexy lips that were nagging him. However, all he can do is a small chuckle, because he is not able and not powerful enough.

“Why are you even chuckling?” ask Yola annoyed.

“I was just anxious when I saw my wife who was so worried,” replied Roy softly. The man was very happy when he saw his wife who still cared about him.

“Iiih .. I'm serious,” whine Yola because it's upset.

“Alright, alright. I believe in my beautiful wife,” said Roy relented and tried to hold back the smile that was on his pale lips.

“Oh yes, I cooked porridge. You have to eat first so that it is a little powerful,” said Yola gently, while stroking the forehead belongs to the husband.

“Then, if I've powered up, we'll do what?” roy asked with a seductive look, which made Yola's face red as a boiled shrimp. Roy smiled again when he saw Yola's embarrassed look.

Uh! It felt like he was a little sorry for marrying Yola too late first. If only he knew the pleasure of living one roof with the woman he loved so much. It must have been since the beginning of the meeting, Roy will propose to Yola and marry the woman as soon as possible.

Without answering anything, Yola finally got up from her seat and immediately came out of the room and prepared porridge for her husband.

“Yola, I will try to make you really fall in love with me,” Roy murmured with a happy smile, while looking at Yola's back that was away being swallowed by the distance.

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